The origin of Mother’s Day

I am loving the Facebook profile pics posted of everyone’s mothers. A Twitter friend remarked how glamorous they look in the old photos compared to us mothers today. Indeed, we live in much more casual times. The original Mother’s Day in the U.S. was instigated, so to speak, by social activist Julia Ward Howe, author of the words to the Battle Hymn of the Republic. Howe had been sickened by the carnage of the Civil War and wanted women to unite against war, a killer of their children. Her perseverance and activism resulted in the second Sunday in June to be set aside as Mother’s Day for Peace.

Our modern Mother’s Day was introduced by Anna Jarvis whose mother, Ann Marie Reeves Jarvis, worked to improve sanitary conditions for Civil War soldiers on both sides and later heal the rift between Union and Confederate neighbors in Virginia through annual Mother’s Friendship Day gatherings. Anna cared for her mother many years before death and afterwards missed her greatly. She felt children ought to appreciate their mothers while they were still alive, and her persistence succeeded in establishing a national Mother’s Day in 1914 to honor all mothers, living and dead. Anna was particular about the location of the apostrophe, as she wanted individual mothers to be celebrated, not an impersonal group commemoration. By the 1920s Mother’s Day had already been commercialized, and Anna was very disappointed.

Happy Mother’s Day to all moms out there. One of my Facebook friends posted a cartoon about mothers having Supermom capes in their closets—I hope you have some kick-butt boots to go with your cape.

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Scout Finch keeps the stories of the Mockingbird alive

You can still see young Scout Finch in Mary Badham’s face despite Mary’s matured age and perfectly coifed, thick hair. Shedding her tomboy girlhood, Mary wore a red silky blouse overlaid with black lace, trim black pants, and four-inch killer spike heels. My husband and I listened to her tell the stories of the making of the film To Kill a Mockingbird in between performances of score selections by the Meramec Symphonic Band. Conductor Gary Gackstatter, with exuberant body language, easily coaxed the band to brillliantly play pieces that were alternately childlike and sweet and ferociously frightening. He had traveled the world with Mary to share the music and stories of this iconic film before he settled in St. Louis.

Mary said many studios rejected the screenplay because there was no romance or onscreen violence, only a quiet lawyer with two kids. But producer Alan Pakula loved the book and wanted to honor it onscreen. Mary and Phillip, who played Jem, lived four blocks away from each other in Birmingham, Alabama, but because of their age difference didn’t know each other. Neither had any previous acting experience, but the director thought they were lively and real. Mary said she was quite the tomboy, and the boys who played Jem and Dill became like her brothers, the three of them arguing and fighting like family, too. The actor who played Bob Ewell was scary—being a method actor, he was in character during the entire time he was on set. Off set, Director Richard Mulligan kept the children separate from the main actors, outside of Gregory Peck who became like a second father to Mary. Looking back, Mary thought Mulligan brilliant, preventing them from seeing the actors as the real people they were in order to maintain the character relationships.

Mary continues to travel to share her memories of the film-making and promote the message of the book. One school theater in Virginia she was to appear at was huge and well-appointed, so she suggested sharing the event with other schools in the area. She helped arrange for a reunion of the remaining cast and crew, knowing it was now or never as many were deceased or up in age and she wanted their stories to be told.

In this day of celebrity memoirs, it’s a wonder that no one has produced one to include the making of To Kill a Mockingbird. The book has surpassed the Bible as the number one most-read book in the world. Unfortunately, as we passed by Mary signing glossy film photographs afterwards, I forgot to whisper to her to write the stories down.

Linda Austin
“Cherry Blossoms in Twilight”
http://www.moonbridgebooks.com

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What did you do today? Last day of NaPoWriMo Day30!

Yes! I did it! Today is the last day of the poem-a-day challenge I took for National Poetry Month. Whew. Not only did I write a poem a day, I had to put it on my blog as proof, so had to a blog-a-day. And both blog post and poem, of course, had to do with memoir, the theme of this blog. Why do I make such trouble for myself? I don’t know, call me crazy, but I’m proud of my accomplishment. What are your accomplishments in life? Playing an instrument, graduating college, winning an award? Our 90+ year-old-neighbors said it was raising their children to be wonderful adults, an accomplishment to be proud of indeed. Some days I think raising children to adulthood and all of us surviving is an accomplishment. What was one of your most difficult accomplishments? I’m hoping one of your faits accomplis will be writing down at least some of your life stories for your kids. Be as tenacious as I’ve been in doing this dratted poetry/blog challenge, but I know you’ll have more fun.

I did it!
At first it was fun
Until the trouble begun.
After seven days
My brain got in a haze.
I wanted to quit
My heart wasn’t in it.
But I hung in there,
Somehow I cared.
I’m not a quitter
I’m a go-gitter!

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